Author Archives: Theodora Goss

When we left our heroine, she was feeling sick and going to bed. After a good night’s sleep, she felt ready to return to her usual daytime activity (conquering the world). Well, almost ready. Her eyes still felt tired. But … Continue reading →

I did it. I wore myself out. I’ve been rushing around so much in the last few days. Well, you know. You’re on this journey with me. You saw me writing feverishly, finishing a project before I left for ICFA. … Continue reading →

Honestly, I’m almost too tired to write. I’m typing in my hotel room in Orlando, Florida. I’m at the International Conference on the Fantastic in the Arts. It’s not all that late, for me. But last night I only slept … Continue reading →

I was thinking today about who I am as a writer, about all the things I do: write articles like “The Femme Fatale at the Fin-de-Siècle,” stories like “The Mad Scientist’s Daughter,” poems like “Ravens.” And if all goes according … Continue reading →

I was talking to a friend who is also a writer, and he asked whether the social networking I did (blogging, posting on facebook, tweeting) took part of my writing time. And I started thinking about how I’ve arranged my … Continue reading →

When I started writing seriously, just before I went to the Odyssey Writing Workshop (where, incidentally, I’m going to be teaching this summer), I imagined that my writing life would go something like this: I would write. What I wrote … Continue reading →

You’d think that being yourself would be the easiest thing in the world, wouldn’t you? But I think we lose ourselves somewhere along the way. I suspect it starts in sixth grade, meaning middle school, which is a sort of … Continue reading →